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That afternoon, I took my girlfriend to dinner and then we went to a sex shop just for kicks. I stopped at the strap-ons. She gave me a funny look.
"What, do you want one?"
"I don't know... Maybe?"
She smiled like I had never seen before.
That night, I walked in the bedroom and she had a plastic dong strapped around her waist. I got nervous and excited all at the same time.
She grabbed me and shoved me on the bed.
"Now you'll know how I felt!"
As soon as she tore off all my clothes, she thrust herself in to me.
It was just as amazing as I had remembered. She was so good at it. I would never again forget how amazing it felt to have my asshole filled.
Once again, as she thrust, I could feel myself welling up. The feeling was impossible to control. She seemed to be enjoying it as well.
All of a sudden, I couldn't hold it anymore. I exploded all over myself. She seemed to have some sort of an orgasm at the same time. I guess we found something we both really like!
I had spent a day as a transgender. And I had become a much better person from it. And I had learned so many more ways to enjoy myself!
- COMMENTS
BrendaNWover 5 years agoI enjoyed the story .. yeah, don't know why he was stared at but who cares .. it could have been a vivid dream .. but who cares .. it was a hot story .. lots of wonderful elements ..
Anonymousover 5 years agoThe author has a really odd sense of storytelling. The character changes places with someone overnight, but a lot of the scenarios that one would predict are lacking.
We don't understand why she is scorned by society as a trans woman or what people are pointing at specifically when she walks past them. We never find out why this happened, except as some kind of karmic lesson.
He doesn't have the encounter with himself from the other side of things when he goes to his apartment and tries to ask his girlfriend for help, only to be told by himself what he would normally say.
The pegging at the end is very lackluster for details and descriptions, and the story doesn't end with much of an encapsulating thought to cap off the story.
But the worst part about this story is the transphobic language and premise in the narration. "I wasn't only potentially gay, but I was the worst kind! A transgender!"
This is not acceptable in a story about waking up as a trans woman, even if we make the excuse that he is ignorant, the point of the story is that he sees things from her side of things, and identifies with it more and more as things progress.
It shows a lack of research done before writing the piece, and a lack of imagination for the storytelling. Even smut needs to have some pathos to it.
Anonymousover 10 years agoThis was some strange combination of "Dallas" and the old proverb - "Walk a mile in my shoes". A total cluster....
